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Song of Solomon 5:8

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick of love.

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I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.

Stay me with flagons, Comfort me with apples: For I am sick of love.

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Till he please.

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Till he please.

I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

Now I beseech you, brethren, for the Lord Jesus Christ's sake, and for the love of the Spirit, that ye strive together with me in your prayers to God for me;

Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.




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